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 Arriving in time for the show of natural fury, I
                pulled off the road into a big layby overlooking
                the Aberdyfi Golf Course and the coast. Seconds
                later it hit, coming across the greens like a
                wall of fog and then absolutely hammering it down
                with rain and hail. Visibility was no more than
                30m at its height with winds gusting to storm
                force. The above image was taken at its height,
                obviously from inside the jeep! All road traffic
                simply had to stop for 10 minutes while the
                heaviest part of the core passed by....
 
 
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 ...and this is it easing, or "slowing to a
                torrent" as a mate I used to work with was
                fond of saying. The golf course was a mass of
                pools of floodwater and the road on to Tywyn was
                awash and littered with bits of debris. Good job
                this only lasted 10 minutes!
 
 
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 November 21st brought a good convective forecast
                and I kept a beady eye on the weather-radar from
                first thing. In fact an early trip to the layby
                near Llwyngwril appeared to be justified - and
                although the cloudscapes proved a disappointment,
                this rainbow duly obliged instead!
 
 
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 Another shot with a bit of telephoto. I don't
                seem to have many rainbow-pix for some
                reason...so why not take a few more!!
 
 
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 Back home to work, but later in the afternoon a
                line of heavy showers was apparent on the radar,
                heading towards the coast, so with about half an
                hour of daylight remaining I jumped back in the
                jeep and whizzed down to Borth. Although the
                light was poor I could see a long, low line of
                clouds ahead of the approaching storm. This
                looked promising!
 
 
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 Looking to the R of the last image, with the last
                light from sunset visible in a gap between
                precipitation-shafts and again that linear
                feature low down - a gust-front or shelf-cloud...
 
 
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 As it approached closer it began to look a little
                bit more dramatic....
 
 
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 This was about as good as it got. Quite menacing
                with the darkness of the storm's core behind. The
                shape of the cloud is due to cool outflow air
                from within the storm moving out ahead of it and
                undercutting and lifting the warmer air in the
                outside environment. Lifting that air cools it so
                that its moisture content condenses into cloud.
                Shelf-clouds from very powerful thunderstorms can
                take on a quite evil appearance - this one's just
                a baby!
 
 
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 Here it is arriving almost overhead. This was the
                last of the day - it was getting dark and within
                a few minutes torrential rain and hail began to
                fall, hurled around by squally winds. Time to
                abandon my post I decided!
 
 I'll finish this page off with a few odds &
                ends from October & November. Firstly a few
                from a walk over the hills above Aberedw - I said
                I'd dedicate a bit more space to them. I first
                discovered these hills as a child when regular
                half-term holidays were spent wandering them.
                They are not very high and not very steep but
                nevertheless they have a certain, deep magic of
                their own - wide expanses of heather traversed by
                tracks of indeterminate age, here and there a
                surprise, low crag with weather-stunted hawthorns
                a-sprouting, and the strange, shallow
                mawn-pools....
 
 
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 ...like this...
 
 
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 Here is a typical scene along the old trackway
                that crosses Llanbedr Hill. On a sunny August day
                the place is aglow with heather, and alive with
                the humming of honeybees, while skylarks fill the
                air overhead with sound. Not very high or steep -
                Jim Perrin said many years ago in a wonderful
                essay about this part of Wales that the Swiss
                mountain guide Jean Charlet was reputed to have
                said of them: "Mon Dieu, but the Almighty
                has forgotten to put the tops on them!"...
 
 Would look mighty fine with a line of
                cumulonimbus clouds in the background. However,
                really this is one of those places where being
                there is more important than other ambitions - I
                alluded to this a couple of pages back - it is
                just special, and wild. I guess it depends on
                one's perspective of what really matters, and my
                admission that I have found mine, if only partly!
                Confusing business, belonging to Homo
                Sapiens Globalis...
 
 
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 Anyway - get the right light and there are so
                many opportunities hereabouts to turn a scene
                like this into something so very moody and
                dramatic!
 
 
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 This was done not by having the right light but
                by deliberately underexposing the scene! Will
                come back in right light, he promises himself!
 
 
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 Back home now. The Machynlleth sign is up again
                for a week of festivities involving the whole
                community. I had a go involving timelapse
                cloud-video and found it a seriously enjoying
                experience, to the extent that I find myself
                looking at online camcorder catalogues and doing
                those mental calculations that usually mean that
                one cannot afford the kit (if one could, the
                calculations would likely be unnecessary)...
 
 Cymru Rydd is a Welsh Republic-seeking political
                party, and that sign predates the
                "Machynlleth" one by some years. I
                often think that if we all had our shoulders
                together at the wheel then we could stand much
                firmer against the problems that our rural
                communities, not only in Wales but elsewhere,
                face on a daily basis.... trouble is it is never
                that straightforward, it seems.
 
 
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 Finishing this one off with the hope that the pot
                of gold really is under the Clocktower! This is
                the remains of what was the most incredible
                rainbow seen in town for ages. I ran to get a
                camera but it was really a mad scrabble for what
                had passed!
 
 The clock really does need help. It needs at
                least a hundred thousand quid input to sort it
                before age and weathering makes it unsafe.
 
 A big fundraising mission is on via the Town
                Council. It's done well already, and if anyone
                wants to help either email me or better still
                Google Machynlleth Clocktower Appeal. Or go and
                see Ann in the Miscellania shop behind the tower
                itself.
 
 It's a tiny amount to find really. But how do
                these things balance? I guess we are somewhere in
                between the cost of a Cruise Missile fired off
                into the depth of Iraq and a Jobseekers Allowance
                Girocheque! How the latter is often resented more
                than the former by so many! Strange, the numbers
                game, sometimes! We are often almost as
                mysterious as the weather, one would be forgiven
                to assume!
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